Gordon Downie - The Never-Ending Present lyrics

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Gordon Downie - The Never-Ending Present lyrics

This waiting here for a bus Is better than its coming Every day it always does As I daydream or kick some dirt Or throw a rock or check my watch Or catch my reflection And it barely makes an impression In the never-ending present This working from the inside out This stepping to the easel Is going to run you into results And then there's the materials To see beyond your shoes Reflected in the polish And see some images of truth Beautifully demolished And it barely makes an impression On the never-ending present Steel yourself against the cold Or look for semi-precious shade When the bus crests that hill Love and hate are just the same Watching as the money drops Every day it always does Maybe there's a song in here No, and in fact there never was Nothing but a little expression From the never ending present Just me doing my impression Of the never-ending present